A Carnival birthday

Yuni and Serika sat with Tetsuka as they waited for Madoka and Emeri to arrive. They had all changed into formal attire and were at the venue for Madoka's birthday.

“She really made this sucker durable. I smashed it against a wall, a metal rod, and even some thug’s skull yet not a single crack,” Tetsuka mused as she flicked her smartwatch.

“Talk about an extreme break test,” Serika jibbed.

“So Tetsuka, why are you able to heal so easily?” Yuni asked.

“Oh? Doka spill the beans? Well since I’ve got Ginkawa blood, good ole milk restores me in a flash. Though if you’re talking about the metal and regeneration, that’s from my father,” Tetsuka explained.

“Your father? I thought Madoka said you were conceived in a laboratory with "dragon sperm".“

“Well true and not true. See, my father really is a dragon, at least vehemently according to Ka-san. But the guess the only way to get his seeds into her was by doing it in a cup, otherwise it would have been bad for her. And well, it gave her heterochromia, I was born, then she finally had actual sex with a guy and had Doka.”

“I guess I can believe it. It does seem more plausible now that I know more about you,” Yuni smiled.

“So how did you guys meet Doka anyway?”

“It was actually at an escape room…”

…

Madoka and Emeri arrived in fancy dresses as Yuni finished her story.

“So that’s how you- Oh, lookin good Doka! You to Meri,” Tetsuka smiled.

“'Meri'!?”

“Yeah, I like giving everyone nicknames if they’ve got a name three syllables or longer, with some exceptions. Considerin' Doka treats you like a sister, I feel I should treat ya like one too.”

“You certainly are a wild one. Though it’s nice to get to know you,” Emeri smiled.

“Oh yeah, I need to catch up on your videos. The last time I saw one was about a week ago when I wandered into a library in Prague.”

"Well, you’ll get a live performance soon. We're actually going to do a live magic act,” Madoka proudly huffed.

"Really? In those dresses?" Serika asked.

"What makes you think we can't magically change clothes?" Madoka smirked.

“Well, both of you look cute, unlike a certain little sister,” Serika smirked as she ruffled Yuni's hair.

“I can have one of these made for you,” Emeri pouted.

“And what about my dress?” Yuni asked.

Since it was Madoka’s birthday, Yuni elected to wear a pink floral dress and heels which were her fanciest clothes.

“Yeah, mine look’s cuter,” Serika growled as she twirled around in her chartreuse dress.

“I’m glad you decided this was worth dressing up for,” Madoka smiled.

“Haha! Even I know ya gotta bring out the fancy duds for the big events,” Tetsuka laughed.

Madoka gazed around as she sat down and ate some of the food. “Wow, there’s some really cool costumes, though some look really creepy,” she mumbled as she gobbled down some breadsticks.

“That girl with the multicolored hair looks crazy as well, though the one with the hat looks pretty normal. Wait! Could that be- “

Before Yuni could complete the thought, Eriza arrived.

Unlike the others, she was garbed in her typical training attire.

"Well someone underdressed," Tetsuka glared.

"Please, I went to lavish dinners in sweats. Ain't that right, sis?" Eroza snickered.

"It's wrong..."

"Huh? Whatcha mumbling?"

Before Emeri could answer, the host began his speech.

“Buongiorno everyone! I am Piazzo Ragu! The host for tonight’s Carnival of Love! Yes, you and your beloved will have to escape death, carnage, and torture in order to save each other!”

The host wore a long black and white zanni mask along with a tricornered hat and a pirate-esque uniform. He seemed very jovial.

“Wait! Did he say escape!? Did Momma really plan a city-wide escape game for my birthday!? Yay! Yay! Hey Pizza man! I’m the birthday girl!” Madoka shouted at the host.

Piazzo turned towards Madoka and smiled.

“Ah, I sense lily flowers blooming. A beautiful aroma, perfect for the dish. We have a solo participant though, oh well there are quite a few of those. Anyway. Let us begin this death game of Venice.”

Piazzo snapped his fingers and everything went dark. A gold ball slowly descending from the sky was then illuminated by spotlights and as it came closer and closer, it opened up to reveal... Four men in overalls.

"Ahaha, You see, dear guests, we are... required to do a musical number before we start. Now, the music!"

A familiar tune began to play as the four men turned to face the crowd. Madoka and co recoiled in horror, but before they could act, their bodies went limp.

"Damn it, the food was loaded," Tetsuka glared as she began to lose consciousness.

But before everyone did lose consciousness, they could faintly hear the bad musical number being sung by the man in the golden ball.

"I'm the Jester! Kick your ass, again and again. Come on and kidnap da Ginkawa little bitch. I'm divine, the evil divine, come and kiss my big hairy ass. That's right, worship me!"

"Uh, brother, everyone's already out cold," Vincenzo sighed.

"WHAT!? THE HELL PIZZA FACE! I SAID NO ONE FALLS UNCONSCIOUS UNTIL AFTER MY SONG'S OVER!" Jester fumed.